Regret

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I regret not telling you how I feel
You were sweet
You were kind
You were descreet to the others,
but you told me what was on your mind
When you said "I love you" I froze
I wanted to scream it back
But I felt alone
I thought you were joking
When you said you were serious,
I felt like I was choking
I was so delirious,
I didn't reply
So maybe I'm the reason,
That you said, "Goodbye"

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